142: Chapter 142 Twisting the String and Strike the Acupoints: There are no invincible people, only novice swordsmen.

"Clang—!"

A sound of collision, crisp to the extreme, exploded in the center of the battlefield. It was not the clashing of metal, but a dull, thudding sound.

The novice wooden sword in Jinfulin's hand had indeed blocked that arrow.

The indestructible rule attribute was fully revealed at this moment. The arrow, capable of piercing city walls, struck the spine of the rough wooden sword. Apart from splashing a visible ripple of air waves, it failed to leave even a single white mark on the wooden sword.

"Hahahaha! Did you see that? This is the power of rules!"

Jinfulin felt the immense force traveling up his wrist. Although the web of his hand was numb, the ecstasy in his heart instantly drowned out the pain. He had bet correctly! This novice wooden sword, which countless people had discarded like trash, was truly the nemesis of all physical attacks!

However, his laughter had barely escaped his throat before it was abruptly stuck in mid-air.

Because behind that blocked arrow, a scalp-numbing tearing sound suddenly came from the air.

"Swish swish swish swish—!"

Not one, but dozens connected in a straight line!

Even more bizarrely, the moment these arrows left the bowstring, their nocks were vibrating crazily, driving the surrounding airflow to form miniature air vortexes. They did not fly in a straight line, but drew eerie arcs in the air. Like poisonous snakes with a life of their own, they bypassed the short wooden sword in Jinfulin's hand and bit into his defenseless body from all directions.

Twisting String Archery Technique!

This was a high-level technique summarized by countless master Archers in his previous life. By rapidly twisting his fingers the moment he released the string, he imparted strong rotational kinetic energy to the arrow, thereby forming unpredictable trajectory changes in the air.

"What the Hell is this?!"

Jinfulin's pupils contracted violently. He swung the wooden sword frantically, attempting to construct a defensive net. But he soon discovered in despair that the three-foot-long wooden sword appeared so inadequate when facing this all-encompassing arc attack.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The sound of sharp blades entering flesh rang out one after another.

One arrow cunningly bypassed his heart guard and precisely nailed into his left shoulder; followed by his right thigh, the side of his left knee, and even the inside of the wrist holding the sword!

- 425120! - 425121! - 850242 (Critical Hit)!

A series of scarlet damage numbers floated up from above Jinfulin's head, instantly forming a waterfall of blood.

"Damn it! Damn it!!"

Jinfulin roared in pain. As a level 100 Gold BOSS, his reaction speed was extremely fast. Every swing of his sword could precisely block the fatal arrows aimed at his throat and heart. But he could defend his vitals, yet he could not defend his limbs.

Qin Ji stood in the distance, the jiu he long bow in his hand pulled like a full moon, his eyes as cold as if he were dissecting a frog.

"Attack speed is only about ten."

In just one round of confrontation, Qin Ji had already seen through Jinfulin's background.

For a level 100 BOSS, an attack speed of ten was already terrifying, but in Qin Ji's eyes, honed by countless life-and-death trials, this speed was like slow-motion playback.

"You have an indestructible shield, but you don't know how to protect your exposed weaknesses." Qin Ji's lips curled into a mocking arc, and his fingers rested on the bowstring again. This time, his aura changed.

If the previous attack was a storm, then now, it was a precise scalpel.

"Since you like to block, then let me show you what an Acupoint Arrow is!"

Twang—!

The bowstring vibrated.

The arrow shot out this time no longer carried a whistling wind, but was silent, like a ghost in the dark night. The arrow drew an extremely twisted "S" trajectory in the air, flashing past the gap where Jinfulin was swinging his sword to block.

Puff!

Jinfulin only felt his "Zusanli" Acupoint at the right knee go numb suddenly, and then his entire right leg instantly lost sensation. His horse stance, originally as stable as a rock, collapsed instantly, and he fell to one knee in a wretched state.

"How is this possible... my leg..."

Before he could react, the second arrow had already arrived.

This time it was the "Jianjing" Acupoint on his left shoulder.

That feeling of soreness, numbness, and swelling instantly spread through half his body. Jinfulin's movement, originally holding the sword high above his head to slash, instantly stiffened, and the wooden sword in his hand dropped weakly.

Acupoint Arrow Technique!

This was the most profound and sinister technique in archery. Using an arrow in place of a finger to strike Acupoints from a distance!

Human Acupoints are as small as dust; trying to hit them in a high-speed moving battle is as difficult as ascending to heaven. Not to mention having to coordinate with the arc trajectory of the Twisting String Archery Technique; the amount of calculation and grasp of timing required is enough to make any so-called "Sharpshooter" shrink back.

But in Qin Ji's hands, all of this seemed as natural as eating and drinking.

Although his Acupoint Arrow Technique was only at "Major Achievement", and would be downgraded to "Proficient" level when combined with the Twisting String Archery Technique—perhaps only five out of ten arrows could successfully strike the Acupoints.

But this was enough!

For the current Jinfulin, these five arrows were tickets to Hell.

"Ahhh!!"

In the center of the battlefield, the originally imposing Golden General who claimed he would teach the intruder a lesson was now like a marionette, dancing a ridiculous and desperate dance under Qin Ji's arrows.

His knees, elbows, and shoulders were hit by arrows one after another, and each hit was accompanied by a forced shutdown of bodily functions.

In the distance, Shoot Through the Firmament, lurking in the shadows observing the battle, couldn't help but gasp. The palm holding the dagger loosened unconsciously, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

"Acupoint Arrow Technique... and it's Acupoint [striking] combined with Twisting String..."

Shoot Through the Firmament stared fixedly at the black-robed figure. The contempt in his eyes had long since vanished, replaced by deep dread and shock. "This level of micro-management, no more than three people in the entire national server can do it. This Snow Emperor, which immortal's Reincarnation is he?!"

High damage is not scary; what's scary is this technique of playing with the enemy in the palm of one's hand. This is not fighting at all; this is a massacre!

At this moment, Qin Ji did not care about the gazes of others; he was immersed in a wonderful rhythm.

Because he was not wearing a luck bracelet, and combined with Rank suppression and BOSS grade suppression, the trigger probability of his two Divine-Grade talents [Heavenly Fire Meteor] and [Death Reincarnation] was compressed to the extreme.

But this was exactly what he wanted.

If he triggered a one-hit kill directly, it would be too boring. He needed to use this tanky sandbag with high health and defense to stack his own health, and incidentally create the illusion for Black Wind City that "although it is difficult, it seems like we can still hold on".

Only by letting the enemy see hope would they call for reinforcements, start a national war, and send more EXP babies under his arrows.

"Who exactly is this black-robed Archer?! Do you have the guts to fight me head-on!!"

Jinfulin was disheveled, his golden armor stained red with blood. The novice wooden sword was still as bright as new, but at this moment, it looked full of irony.

He was like a beggar holding a golden bowl, possessing a Divine Artifact but unable to reverse the situation.

On the city wall, the smile on the City Lord's face had long since frozen, replaced by fear as pale as paper.

"Even... even General Jinfulin is being suppressed?"

He looked tremblingly towards the direction of Tianxing City, his lips trembling, "Your Majesty... hurry and start the national war... if no one comes, Black Wind City will be finished..."

Just then.

The rhythm on the battlefield suddenly experienced a strange pause.

Jinfulin, who was outputting frantically, suddenly discovered that those arrows, like maggots on a bone, had disappeared.

He subconsciously looked up, only to see that the black-robed figure in the distance was not continuing to draw his bow and shoot, but was crouching slightly, making an extremely unnatural, twisting movement.

That was—

Spatial Blink!

Swish!

Qin Ji's figure disappeared into thin air without warning.

Almost at the same microsecond he disappeared, a pitch-black ghostly light abruptly stabbed out from the Void Realm, precisely piercing the spot where he had originally stood.

Boom!!!

That seemingly light stab, the moment it missed, actually triggered a terrifying energy collapse.

The giant rock where Qin Ji had originally stood disintegrated instantly. It didn't crack; it was directly shaken into powder by some high-frequency vibrational force. The ground melted silently into a deep pit three meters in diameter, the pit walls as smooth as a mirror, emitting a sickening burnt smell, as if it had been corroded by some invisible strong acid.

This destructive power, if it had stabbed a person, would definitely leave no corpse behind!

A hundred meters away, Qin Ji's figure re-condensed.

His purple-gold pupils narrowed slightly, his gaze piercing through the smoke and dust, locking onto the figure slowly emerging from the Void Realm.

It was a thin, small man wrapped in tight-fitting gray clothing, holding two recurve daggers in his hands. An eerie green luster flowed on the dagger blades, obviously quenched with deadly poison.

[Earth Mire Technique (Gold BOSS)]

Rank: 100

HP: ???

Attack: ???

Another level 100 Gold BOSS!

And an Assassin type!

"Your reaction is quite fast."

Earth Mire Technique licked the blade of his dagger, his voice sharp and grating, like metal rubbing against glass, "No wonder you dared to come and attack Black Wind City; you really have some skills. However, once I get close, an Archer is just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered."

Qin Ji brushed off the non-existent dust from his robe, his expression still terrifyingly calm.

He had no impression of this Earth Mire Technique. In his previous life, after reaching level 50 and completing his second transfer, he had left the Star Kingdom for a broader plane. This kind of small, level 100 BOSS hiding in a corner naturally couldn't catch his eye.

But this did not mean he would underestimate his opponent.

That strike just now, if not for the almost instinctive intuition regarding Killing Intent he had developed during the five years of Cataclysm, he would probably have had to use a resurrection coin.

"A lamb?"

Qin Ji slowly raised the jiu he long bow in his hand. The light flowing on the bow body became even more brilliant, as if responding to its master's Killing Intent.

"At this distance, you indeed have a chance to kill me."

Qin Ji's voice was as cold as ice, echoing on the smoke-filled battlefield, "But it is also because of this distance that you have lost your only chance to escape."

Before his voice had faded, the bowstring in his hand vibrated again.

This time, it was no longer testing, nor was it playing around.

A vast, sea-like aura of death instantly locked onto the one warrior and one assassin on the field.

The setting sun sank completely below the ground, and darkness enveloped the earth. Above the ruins, Qin Ji's black robe fluttered; where his long bow pointed, the air seemed to solidify. Those purple-gold pupils shone brightly in the night, just like an ancient Vicious Beast that had just awakened, coldly watching the two ignorant preys, quietly waiting for the coming slaughter feast.